Playing the Indian Card

Saturday, October 21, 2023

The Mirror Shattered

 



It is not generally understood, but Western civilization shattered sometime in 1917.

Son of man,
You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
And the dry stone no sound of water. – T.S. Eliot

Before this, the culture was a mirror, in which you could see the face of man. This is Shakespeare’s “Mirror held up to nature.”

Since then, what do you see?

Only a shattered land, a shattered landscape, only shards of mirror reflecting each another’s emptiness.


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